Katrana

Meanwhile, in the east, the Scourge advanced like a hot knife through butter, reaching the foot of the Dwarven Bridge. The entire Kingdom of Stromgarde had moved south, and a great many refugees from Stromgarde flooded into the Wetlands, plunging the already food-poor region into famine.

Stromgarde's king, Thoras Trollbane, did not join the refugees heading south. He remained in Stromgarde, clad in red-and-white armor.

Beneath the Iron Fist banners fluttering over Stromgarde, Thoras fulfilled his duty as a king. He gave his life to hold back the Scourge, allowing more of Stromgarde's subjects to cross the Dwarven Bridge and survive.

Far away in Stormwind City, Varian had already raised his troops. Turalyon had sent out letters calling for the Alliance to be reformed, and Lordaeron's last remaining connections had been exhausted. Varian naturally couldn't afford to stand still any longer. Even he was taken aback by the Scourge's might. Not even the Orcs of old had managed to sweep across the entire northern continent in just three months. Only a few kingdoms were still holding out. If Varian didn't act quickly, then once the Scourge's armies crossed the Dwarven Bridge, they would continue sweeping across the southern continent. Without the Dwarven Bridge, the Scourge would be unstoppable. So, to hold them back, Varian first sent Bovar to Ironforge. After meeting Madoran, Bovar saw Madoran immediately dispatch troops to Sador, where they established a defensive line. The Wildhammer Dwarves, who had also been driven south by the Scourge, saw the Bronzebeard Dwarves' courage and refused to be outdone, promptly joining in the effort to build the defenses. Fortunately, the Scourge's air forces were weak at this point, and the Gryphon Riders held their advance at the Dwarven Bridge.

"Your Majesty, Blackrock Mountain is still in the hands of the Orcs.